She wants the doctor to come right away. When she comes in to see Charlie, she says, he still bellows at her. It would do him good, and her too, if he...couldn't use his voice for a few days. Then if he's going to lie in bed and yell, she says, she wants to be yelled at by a man with a high-pitched voice wearing full lipstick, mascara, eyeshadow, blush, and if she had her way -- we restrained her a little -- even that cute blonde upsweep she'd mentioned already, topped by piles of curls. Fair. There was never any blood involved, just the feel and the potential risk of the steel cutting her was enough. I shivered a bit as I put my phone back into my jacket and made my way up to her apartment.It’s open was the response to my knock.I went through the door and locked it behind me. I found her on the couch, legs bent, pussy gaping open and oozing. She looked at her tablet which she lowered enough to blow me a kiss and then went back to the video. I took off my coat and shoes and walked. I believe Pat and I will work on these pork chops, and the sweet potatoes," I told her. "Would you girls like some of them, or some milk to go with your bread and stew?" Just some milk, thank you," Sheena answered, as the girls all quickly took their seats and began to eat. Pat and I followed at a more leisurely pace."We love stew," Cathleen told us, as the girls all industriously attacked their bowls of stew.We were all still enjoying our dinner when a loud banging began on the door to the. Sliding the trobe in a little bit then out a little bit, in a little further, out a little bit, in some more, out? Q was fucking my pisser. Curious thing though, once I got use to the sensation, the feeling wasn’t all that bad.Suddenly I heard a click and moments later the pulsing of electricity IN my pee tube. Like he did with the stimulation on my nipples, I could tell Q was very carefully adjusting the current penetrating my urethra. Just like my nipples, there was a butterfly flying inside.